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I cannot wait to get back home.
THURSDAY: Wanted to go se The Stills, but discovered they were doing a free show on Saturday and decided to go see America Is Waiting (whose home we are staying at) but couldn't get in, with the under 21-edness. Alix, Christy and I walked around Sixth when I saw the most beautiful guy ever and proceeded to make noises at him (ow! ow!). There was serious eye contact and he stopped to ask if I was okay. Introductions were made. His name is Bjorn and he's from Ireland. Go figure. While I was talking to him, Johnny Knoxville came out of nowhere, so we took a picture with him, which I'll post later. Then walked around Sixth some more, decided I wanted to find Bjorn and I did. Ended up hanging out with him and his band (of course) at some after-party where Christy and I had to wait outside for 2 hours in shitty drizzle rain. I went into the party for about half an hour and danced with Bjorn and smooched him (so awesome) and he helped me plot to get Christy in, but it didn't happen, so I went back outside with Christy. Waited for Bjorn but I saw him talking to another black chick (a Monique impostor, if you will) but she looked like a man. Then he disappeared. BURN. BUURRRRNNN. My god he was so funny and cute. Alix even has video of him using me to play techno beats. So sweet. But not because he disappeared and there was no more makeout. Then we all went back to the house and slept.
FRIDAY: Made plans to have lunch woth Bjorn and his cronies, but they were in rehearsal all day, so it didn't happen. Went to Kerbey Lane and attempted to peep a free show. Came back to the house, got dressed, went out and tried to go see Bjorn's band play but got kicked out of the bar for having the shittiest fake ID ever. The door guy was a complete asshole and put me in the worst mood ever (as well as not peeping game on Bjorn and having him be flaky), so I started to walk down Sixth. Christy was wasted and not feeling well so I tried to take her back to the car, but the car was locked and no clue of where the rest of the girls were. Christy gets sick in the street, I think she's dying, so we take a cab back to the house. No one is there and the door was locked. We see some party going on next door and decide to go over to find water. It's a goddamn dirty foot hippie party and they shake me down for five dollars to get in, although it was a non-profit event and they were accepting "donations." Whatever. Get in, jam bands, pot, flame throwers. It was a hippie commune. A bunch of trailers and sheds on some acreage. It actually was pretty cool, but I was extremely annoyed from the rest of the night. Christy and I walk around the hippie party, but not before someone gives me shrooms. We go back to the house, one of the guys is there and we get in. Christy passes out and the shrooms hit me. I was so high I couldn't sleep so I called Keith and told him about how shitty my weekend had been. Tell him that Bjorn was the best part but I got burned and Keith said, "What do you expect? He's the lead singer of a band from Ireland," which made sense, but it didn't make me feel better. Pass out. Wake up at 6 to girls coming home and chatting and blah blah blah passed out. Bjorn called Samantha (of course while I'm high and in pajamas), but was nowhere with her to receive any information on where he was and how to get there. I then wet myself and cried myself to sleep.
SATURDAY: Wake up, go see The Stills. GREATNESS. So happy I got to do that. Then went to the SummerBreak Records show and saw Rhett Miller's baby. Had ice cream. While at the SummerBreak show, ran into Glen and he had an extra wristband. Walked wth him to his hotel room to get it. Craziest walk of my life. I think I fell in love with him. Got back, left to go change and get ready. I'm the only girl who doesn't have a wristband, but it doesn't seem phase anyone and they all make plans disregarding the fact that I'm stuck out of luck, but then Samantha has a badge and a wristband, gives me the badge. After talking to Kelli and Alix who tell us Emo's was empty, we decide to go see The Hives. BAD IDEA. Didn't get downtown until 10:30, waited in line forever and met Andrew W.K. who gave me his wristband and then walked right into Emo's with no trouble. After waiting for another 45 minutes, they let about 5 people with wristbands in (we were in the front of the line) but we were told upon entry of Emo's 10 minutes into The Hives set that our taped wristbands wouldn't be accepted, even though they were scanned and shown to be real. ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT. Left there, walked around and found the girls, went back to Emo's and saw a little of The Riverboat Gamblers. Then hung out on Sitxh for 45 minutes after the show was over. Samantha almost got into a fight with a homeless guy. Went to the Vice party where The Stills (YAY) played again and ran into Johnny Knoxville again who said "it was a pleasure to have his picture taken with Christy and I." Grabbed his ass. Only thing they had to drink was Pabst Blue Ribbon, which people stole case after case of. It was of typical Vice fanfare, if you're familiar with Vice. Was there for about 20 minutes before the cops showed up and shut it down, Christy and I somehow again are "left" behind, so we take a cab back to the house. cabbie was an asshole and basically talked his way into a tip. Fuckers.
So tired and frustrated and I really just want to go play some softball tomorrow when I get back into town.
Peace.
THURSDAY: Wanted to go se The Stills, but discovered they were doing a free show on Saturday and decided to go see America Is Waiting (whose home we are staying at) but couldn't get in, with the under 21-edness. Alix, Christy and I walked around Sixth when I saw the most beautiful guy ever and proceeded to make noises at him (ow! ow!). There was serious eye contact and he stopped to ask if I was okay. Introductions were made. His name is Bjorn and he's from Ireland. Go figure. While I was talking to him, Johnny Knoxville came out of nowhere, so we took a picture with him, which I'll post later. Then walked around Sixth some more, decided I wanted to find Bjorn and I did. Ended up hanging out with him and his band (of course) at some after-party where Christy and I had to wait outside for 2 hours in shitty drizzle rain. I went into the party for about half an hour and danced with Bjorn and smooched him (so awesome) and he helped me plot to get Christy in, but it didn't happen, so I went back outside with Christy. Waited for Bjorn but I saw him talking to another black chick (a Monique impostor, if you will) but she looked like a man. Then he disappeared. BURN. BUURRRRNNN. My god he was so funny and cute. Alix even has video of him using me to play techno beats. So sweet. But not because he disappeared and there was no more makeout. Then we all went back to the house and slept.
FRIDAY: Made plans to have lunch woth Bjorn and his cronies, but they were in rehearsal all day, so it didn't happen. Went to Kerbey Lane and attempted to peep a free show. Came back to the house, got dressed, went out and tried to go see Bjorn's band play but got kicked out of the bar for having the shittiest fake ID ever. The door guy was a complete asshole and put me in the worst mood ever (as well as not peeping game on Bjorn and having him be flaky), so I started to walk down Sixth. Christy was wasted and not feeling well so I tried to take her back to the car, but the car was locked and no clue of where the rest of the girls were. Christy gets sick in the street, I think she's dying, so we take a cab back to the house. No one is there and the door was locked. We see some party going on next door and decide to go over to find water. It's a goddamn dirty foot hippie party and they shake me down for five dollars to get in, although it was a non-profit event and they were accepting "donations." Whatever. Get in, jam bands, pot, flame throwers. It was a hippie commune. A bunch of trailers and sheds on some acreage. It actually was pretty cool, but I was extremely annoyed from the rest of the night. Christy and I walk around the hippie party, but not before someone gives me shrooms. We go back to the house, one of the guys is there and we get in. Christy passes out and the shrooms hit me. I was so high I couldn't sleep so I called Keith and told him about how shitty my weekend had been. Tell him that Bjorn was the best part but I got burned and Keith said, "What do you expect? He's the lead singer of a band from Ireland," which made sense, but it didn't make me feel better. Pass out. Wake up at 6 to girls coming home and chatting and blah blah blah passed out. Bjorn called Samantha (of course while I'm high and in pajamas), but was nowhere with her to receive any information on where he was and how to get there. I then wet myself and cried myself to sleep.
SATURDAY: Wake up, go see The Stills. GREATNESS. So happy I got to do that. Then went to the SummerBreak Records show and saw Rhett Miller's baby. Had ice cream. While at the SummerBreak show, ran into Glen and he had an extra wristband. Walked wth him to his hotel room to get it. Craziest walk of my life. I think I fell in love with him. Got back, left to go change and get ready. I'm the only girl who doesn't have a wristband, but it doesn't seem phase anyone and they all make plans disregarding the fact that I'm stuck out of luck, but then Samantha has a badge and a wristband, gives me the badge. After talking to Kelli and Alix who tell us Emo's was empty, we decide to go see The Hives. BAD IDEA. Didn't get downtown until 10:30, waited in line forever and met Andrew W.K. who gave me his wristband and then walked right into Emo's with no trouble. After waiting for another 45 minutes, they let about 5 people with wristbands in (we were in the front of the line) but we were told upon entry of Emo's 10 minutes into The Hives set that our taped wristbands wouldn't be accepted, even though they were scanned and shown to be real. ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT. Left there, walked around and found the girls, went back to Emo's and saw a little of The Riverboat Gamblers. Then hung out on Sitxh for 45 minutes after the show was over. Samantha almost got into a fight with a homeless guy. Went to the Vice party where The Stills (YAY) played again and ran into Johnny Knoxville again who said "it was a pleasure to have his picture taken with Christy and I." Grabbed his ass. Only thing they had to drink was Pabst Blue Ribbon, which people stole case after case of. It was of typical Vice fanfare, if you're familiar with Vice. Was there for about 20 minutes before the cops showed up and shut it down, Christy and I somehow again are "left" behind, so we take a cab back to the house. cabbie was an asshole and basically talked his way into a tip. Fuckers.
So tired and frustrated and I really just want to go play some softball tomorrow when I get back into town.
Peace.